After melting the iron to the right consistency, Tahir began the intricate process of fusing the beast crystal with the metal. This wasn't like his past work at the dojo; it required a precision and mastery far beyond anything he'd attempted before. The beast crystal held immense power, and if he wasn't careful, the entire forge could explode from the volatile energy. But Tahir was no novice. With steady hands, he carefully ground the crystal, mixing its fine particles with the molten metal. Sparks flew, and a faint hum of energy filled the room as the two materials merged, forming a powerful alloy.
It took him two days to complete the work. Each hour was spent meticulously crafting the armor and creating a special piece of equipment he'd been meaning to replicate for a long time. The mask. He had used it during the military tournament, a reminder of the battles and the control it gave him during that intense fight.
